Ivy Ball Leak Novels & Stories

} {It’s time to continue your training. Ivy didn’t argue. Silently, she changed into her exercise outfit....a fitted top and comfortable trousers. She pulled her hair back into a tight ponytail before stepping out of the shelter. Inside, her children remained completely absorbed in their cartoon, unaware of her departure. Outside, the air felt heavier. Ivy walked toward the training mat, her steps steady. Ding! {Each keg of water weighs 5 kilograms, Host. The two you will be using total 10 kilograms.}

Just then, Ivy suddenly clutched her belly and screamed: "Blake... my stomach hurts so much..." Blake rushed over to check on her condition. Taking advantage of this distraction, Kane pulled me quickly away from the crowd. Just as we were about to leave the mall, I gradually calmed down. I looked up and saw the contact number on the mall's advertising space, suddenly smiling. A few minutes later, the mall's dozen large screens simultaneously began playing the intimate video Ivy had sent me. Although Blake quickly had the broadcast cut off, the video had already gone viral on werewolf social networks.

This stupid virgin wouldn't know what to do with a man like Zeus. "Hey! You can head home, beautiful; I got this," I faked. "Bye!" Ivy smiled while skipping from the bar. "Problem?' Zeus interrogated. I rolled my eyes. Please. He knew why I was bothered. "She's a virgin, you know," I exclaimed. "Who?" he asked. "Ivy," I clarified while angrily wiping down the bartop, "You can't just fuck her." "How old is she? And she's still a virgin? That's rare," he commented.

Zora asked. "No. We didn't get the chance to ask for them." Ivy finally lifted her gaze to study Zora in kind. "What happened there? This could have all ended differently if..." Zora's face remained devoid of expression while Logan found a spot on the ground to stare at. "What happened?" Ivy asked again. Logan answered her, not Zora. "We have an information leak." "Logan," Zora snapped. "What?" He snapped right back. "Kelsey is right, and you know it."

Ivy said winking at Lex as she came out of the back door with a small glass bottle in her hand. My eyes widened at the amount in that small bottle it looked gross and green. “Don’t worry you only need to take a sip, I only made a little extra until you feel no more pain from shifting.” Ivy said looking at me thoughtfully. I took the lid off of the bottle when the smell hit me causing me to gag. Axel decided to smell it to causing him to gag as well. “It smells worse than garbage.” Axel said covering his nose. “I’m sorry, it’s the best I could do at such a short time, just take a quick sip and plug your nose, i promise it works.” Ivy said.

Haley ducked into her room and flopped down in the arm chair before looking at the screen. Ivy sat in a halo of sunshine holding a wineglass. Her eyes were wide as she said, "What the fuck, Hales?" "You're the first person I've told, so go easy on me." Haley pulled her feet up, sitting cross legged. "Where the hell are you? No, don't answer. I know. You can't tell me." Ivy glanced to the side, then at the camera. "You can't tell anyone." "Lips. Sealed."

Sadness settled in Ivy's heart, making it heavy as the conversation ended abruptly, but she hoped it wasn't something really alarming, which happened to him, because if he was sad, that would be the same for her. She hailed a cab, back home and walked in to the sitting room. "Mommy!" Liam called out to her, with a smile. But Ivy's eyes widened in shock when she noticed blood, drooling out of his nostrils.

The crutch slips and Amy lets out a sharp cry as she lurches forward. The bottle flies from Ivy’s grasp. Thick, fiery hot red oil explodes across the station. It splashes violently over Ivy’s hands, forearms, and the front of her pretty sundress. Ivy lets out an agonized scream that cuts through the entire pavilion.

Selene who just happened to be nearby. I wasn't the Lumira from the book. I had already rigged the pressure valve. The moment I saw her hand move, I shifted my weight. Boot catching the hidden lever at the base of the table. "You really shouldn't lean in so close." I murmured. "What was-" Ivy never finished. She dropped the vial, but instead of magma hitting my brew, the pressure valve kicked back. A concentrated jet of scalding, lavender-scented steam erupted directly into her face.

“We do what you’re ready for when you’re ready for it. Not a second earlier.” “I can do another test.” Ivy says softly. I look over curiously. “You can?” “Sure can. I have a UV light. I can go across the seam of the pendant and if there’s any glue, cracks or sealant of new metal or different gold then it’ll be a different shade of violet. No tampering with the structure.” I nod. “Okay.”